When The Ship Comes In

The Pogues

Composición de: Túlio Mourão
Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hour when the ship comes in

Oh the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking
Then the tide will sound
And the wind will pound
And the morning will be breaking

Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be smiling
And the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in

And the words that are used
For to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken
For the chains of the sea
Will have busted in the night
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean

A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat that drifts on to the shore line
And the sun will respect
Every face on the deck
The hour that the ship comes in

Then the sands will roll
Out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a touchin'
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'

Oh the foes will rise 
With the sleep still in their eyes 
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're still dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeel 
And know that it's for real 
The hour that the ship comes in

Then they'll raise their hands 
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands 
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered 
And like Pharaoh's tribe 
They'll be drownded in the tide 
And like Goliath they'll be conquered
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